Electric eye on your soul, a powerhead
line out plug in suck it all, you're getting fed
a static filled loaded brain, potential charge
my way of thinking can stain or just discharge
feel the impulse, a shock, a smoking trail
falling flat on your back, well, can't you tell
i need the outlet connect, plug it in
need someone to infect, to spread the sin
need some power, give me some power
Turn On The Power
want my taste medicine, a little lust
another tablet of sin, the one i trust
don't want you fake aggitation, it leaves me cold
you keep you phony sensation, it's growing cold
so plug yourself to the wall and get a taste
cause i'll be fuckin' your soul, lay it to rest
inject the venom in me, take your turn
inject the venom in you, i'll make you burn
